The dark and vast night sky and bright lights shot into Xia Mengying's eyes in an instant. Only after a while did nightmares come, she was shocked and sweated, her eyes were blurred by sweat, and her eyelashes were also blurred.
Her hands and feet were stiff, especially her neck, which was very sore. Xia Mengying's clear eyes were chaotic, full of panic and sadness. Although she knew that the things she had just happened were just a dream, she still felt palpitations. The whole world seemed to be just
The only thing left was the pain that was like a person, and the sadness that Ning Ziqian and Ye Shiqian kissed were still left in their hearts and did not fade.
Xia Mengying blinked her eyes, and the moment she woke up from her sleep was the lowest. In addition, Ning Ziqian had not come back yet and had not called her.
Xia Mengying felt even more abandoned, and she felt sad and had the urge to cry.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Yan Siming was just warming up his palms. At first, he heard Xia Mengying's shrill and sad screams with despair, and turned around suddenly, and when he noticed the figure walking out from behind the tree.
, the sharp eyes narrowed and burst out with cold light. When he looked at Xia Mengying, he held his eyes slightly. When he saw her pale and cold sweating face, a little bit of heartache flashed in his eyes and asked with concern.
"Have you had a nightmare?"
Xia Mengying looked at Yan Siming, her expression was a little dull, and tears were all over the corners of her eyes, almost flooding like a faucet that opened the gate. Hearing this sound, she forced her tears back, only to accumulate.
Eye sockets.
The simple face, with a few strands of black hair, the face that looks like white snow, without blood, her eyes full of mist, and with that sad but innocent expression, the summer at this moment
Mengying was so lovable to attract people, and Yan Siming couldn't help but feel tight.
"Um."
Xia Mengying gradually came to her senses and nodded. Isn’t it just a nightmare?
She sat up straight, then she realized the black cloak covered with her body, and noticed that Yan Siming was wearing a thin sweater. Xia Mengying pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled gratefully at Yan Siming.
Laugh, "Thank you."
As she said that, she took off her clothes and handed them back to Yan Siming.
"What nightmare? About Ning Ziqian?"
Yan Siming looked at Xia Mengying's pale face and reached out to touch his pocket. Unlike Ning Ziqian, he had never had the habit of bringing handkerchiefs and tissues.
Xia Mengying raised her numb right hand and wiped the sweat from her face. In addition to her face, she also had a lot of sweat on her body. Her close-fitting clothes were wet and chilly. Xia Mengying got up and stood on the chair.
He got up, turned around and said politely and politely to Yan Siming, "Thank you for what happened tonight. It's getting late. You go back, I'm going home too."
Although I don’t know how long I have been sleeping or what time it is now, few of the lights of the residents are on, so I probably have gone to bed. I think it’s getting late.
Yan Siming sat on the chair and put on the windbreaker with Xia Mengying's body temperature. Xia Mengying walked forward a few steps and retreated, "Go back and take some cold medicine and don't get sick."
When Yan Siming heard this, he looked up, his eyes suddenly lit up and filled with joy, and a clear smile on his face.
Xia Mengying felt a little embarrassed when he was watching this, but now she was in a very depressed mood and didn't want to care about those things. She lowered her head and said softly, "I'm leaving."
Her voice was dry, she didn't sound energetic, and she was dizzy. Xia Mengying thought that she would take a hot shower after she went back, then take cold medicine, and drink more hot water. In a few more days,
My mother is about to undergo a bone marrow transplant. She is still thinking about going to accompany her before the operation. She can't get sick at this time.
Xia Mengying left for almost ten minutes and was sure that she would not come down suddenly. Ning Ziqian came out from behind the tree. Yan Si Ming kept sitting on the wooden chair with his legs raised, looking at the cold eyes.
Xiang Ning Ziqian.
His black cloak melted into one with the night, and his cold temperament was like the cold wind at this time, blew on his body, and it was cold and painful, making people feel very uncomfortable.
When Ning Ziqian passed by Yan Siming, he stopped to look at him. His tired face, his deep eyes, had complex emotions, just like he had to Yan Siming.
"Don't you want to talk to me?"
Seeing that Ning Ziqian seemed to be leaving, Yan Siming raised his eyebrows and spoke.
Ning Ziqian hesitated for a moment, finally walked over and sat down next to Yan Siming.
Regarding Yan Siming, Ning Ziqian was in a complicated mood. At the beginning, he suddenly took Ye Shiqian away at the wedding, causing him to lose all his face and become the laughing stock of the people in City B. He was indeed very angry and angry, but later
After investigation, after knowing the whole story, he felt a little guilty about this brother who was connected to his bloodline. So after Ye Shiqian left, he did not take any revenge, because he also felt that the Ning family had a respect for Yan Siming.
I owe it, especially Li Yun. His concessions were actually a kind of compensation, but he never expected that he would be entangled with Xia Mengying again.
"Is this interesting?"
Ning Ziqian asked with a sigh. Perhaps Yan Siming had some true feelings for Xia Mengying, but he was not sure how deep such a relationship was. As long as it was his woman, Yan Siming should have snatched it.
"Isn't it enough five years ago? Stop this boring game."
As the only son, Ning Ziqian has always liked that he could have brothers and sisters. He longed for a brotherly relationship in his heart, so no matter how annoyed Yan Siming did, he could not hate him.
He was not willing to do something like Can, although his relationship with Yan Siming was a bit awkward, grandparents and the others should not want to see such a thing happen, especially Ning Zhenqian, who has a heart disease, Ning Zi
Qian didn't want anything to irritate his fragile heart.
Yan Siming shrugged and spread his hands innocently, "I also think this game is boring and harmful."
Yan Siming paused, frowned in annoyance and added, "I'm sorry."
Ning Ziqian obviously didn't expect Yan Siming to follow his words, and was a little surprised.
Although he had known Yan Siming's existence five years ago, it was the first time that the two of them sat down and chatted like this. They didn't know Yan Siming and Ning Ziqian, just like at the beginning, Yan Siming didn't know anything about it.
Like Ning Ziqian.
"I was still regretting it just now. I shouldn't have taken Ye Shixi away from you."
The look of Yan Siming looking at Xia Mengying just now suddenly appeared in Ning Ziqian's mind, and he couldn't help but frown, and looked at Yan Siming alertly and alertly, "What do you mean?"